I apologize for the fact that this does not continue Shadows, but I wanted to let this idea free from my mind before it escaped me. For a time, Ytha felt only the joyful bliss of love. Den looked at her with his eyes full of something she had never expected to experience, but it was what … Continue reading The Right Words
“Did we do the right thing?” Telal asks He has no real reason to visit me, other than to ask her that question. I haven’t seen him at all for the past week. I suspect he has been avoiding me. I certainly haven’t sought him out. He has no reason to be awake this early, … Continue reading How Do You Know?
The Laws Nameless Goodbye I miss Kana and Telal. It is an odd thought, one which I never had thought I might have. For one thing, I never expected to be away from them. It felt as though I was destined to spend my whole life in Kana’s house, sleeping in her closet. For another, … Continue reading On the Road
“Inspector,” Torgald said, bowing respectfully. “I’m glad you could make it out today. “No you’re not,” the woman said. She had a severe cast to her face, with the sort of mouth you could tell at a glance was eternally downturned. Her clothes, wrapped tight around her body, looked as stiff and uncomfortable as her … Continue reading The Inspector
Some say they all came at once; others, that they were simply here, without coming to be at all. Some say they were here before humanity, fighting their unending war over Avyra; others, that their coming disturbed the lives of humanity for all time thereafter. The story I know best says that they came not … Continue reading The Seasons
The world is a tree with many trunks. This, we know. How do we know? I will tell you. Look around you. See the pillars. They grow tall and strong; straight, and beautiful. They are the trunks of which I speak. Back when the world was young, and our ancestors were just babies would could … Continue reading Fable: The World Tree
I saved a merfolk, once, when I was very young. I wouldn’t say that I saved her in the traditional sense of the word. I can guess what springs into your mind when I say it. Perhaps she was hurt, and I found her bleeding on the edge of the sea. Or, somehow, she wound … Continue reading Savior